Speaking Out
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Please, take me home,
I remember the address
And I am sure the place
Where happiness rests my price.
I knew all along,
I suppose, I stayed away,
I could not believe
That you wanted me to stay….
It preserved expectancy
To delay awhile
The distance of not knowing
Might change a tired mind…
I wanted to be prepared
But I’ll never be!
What does ‘ready’ have to do
With intimacy?
But really, I am out of chips,
This is my last deal,
One cannot continue to play
Against the rules…
Short little sputtering phrases
Do query express
Making one wonder
But I can not longer guess…
Bu şiiri puanla
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